Straight from horror to reality, reality is chasing meI've got this sinking feeling that my squealing is revealing my locationMy vocation at the moment is momentum in escapingThe sensation of cerebrum and postmortem combination

See their kind of mastication focuses on my possession Of gray matter calculation, my cerebral PlaystationObsession of the masses, a confession to the class isNever wanted to be cast in, role of appetizer

Fertilizer for their fermentationI regret that this insanity has caused the dementationOf my psyche, it's just like me first to panic then prevaricateIt's scary that I nary heard a sage or soul prognosticate

I didn't see it coming, get a gun and get me runningAs I'm shunning shambling skulkers cuz I don't want to be done inBy the dumb-headed undeaded cannibal cadaversNothing matters lost my mind and bladder

Another zombie attack, nobody watchin' my backWith all the allies I lack, no time to plan, just reactTo the fact that this survivor has to go it aloneI don't wanna be a hero – I just wanna go home

Another zombie attack, they're lurking out in the blackAnd now I'm totally frakked, the hungry lepers attractFurther factions here to hunt me on the streets where I roamI don't wanna be a hero – I just wanna go home

See the behavior isn't malice, just a virus, and I'm callousJust like Alice through the looking glass, I'm outta gas in a morass Of passed away perambulators ravenous like alligatorsNo their buffet won't be catered though they'll likely catch their fast food

whether now or later

Everyone a zombie haterNot a born exterminatorTerminating thanatoic threatening re-animatedRevenants that are post datedExpired with coagulatedhumors I'm not laughing at this joke that I'm enactingmy entrails are retracting to my throat

Legs promote me to remote locations Docks with boats I float out to salvationTo a nation lacking salivation for my fleshy taste sensationPatiently I pilot my pontoon out to protectionI defect to this location, I escape the Dead's detectionOn inspection this locale is pure perfectionTheir imperfect resurrection will not desecrate or confiscate my corporeal connection

Another zombie attack, nobody watchin' my backWith all the allies I lack, no time to plan, just reactTo the fact that this survivor has to go it aloneI don't wanna be a hero – I just wanna go home

Another zombie attack, they're lurking out in the blackAnd now I'm totally frakked, the hungry lepers attractFurther factions here to hunt me on the streets where I roamI don't wanna be a hero – I just wanna go home

Me am want brainsBut Zombie speech strains

Our vocabulary, listen we're not really All that scary, we're just fairly, contraryTo the theory that humanity is not for eatingall of that is self-defeating, cravings can be far from fleetingBut they're fleeing so we're reeving, needing bonesFor fetid teething, we'd be winded but we are not really breathing

Seething with the need to set upon the populationTheir distress is our digestionI digress, I posit the suggestionThe solution can be mutualYour mortally unsaveable, terminal, untreatableAre treats to the undead, the sick and dying are quite edible

We're amenable, to compromiseShould you really be surprised Since we arise while losing simple things like fingers toes and eyesSo it's really not a botherTo consume you hospice fodderWhether measle-ridden toddlersOr your elderly grandfather

Another zombie attack, nobody watchin' your backWith all the allies you lack, no time to plan, just reactTo the fact our breathing breakfast has to go it aloneWe don't wanna eat a hero – We just wanna gnaw bones

Another zombie attack, we're lurking out in the blackAnd now your totally frakked, your endothermics attractFurther factions here to hunt you on the streets where you roamWe don't wanna eat a hero – We just wanna gnaw bones